Aarohi's POV :
He demanded "After I tell you the reason you would stop anything you are planning to do."
I nodded and agreed "Fine."
He nodded and his face twisted as if he never wants to remember that reason. Did I did something wrong by asking the reason? What if he is not comfortable to tell me..?
I said "Wait. If you are not comfortable than it's ok. I.... will stop."
He shake his head and said "I trust you Aarohi."
His words rang in my head more than 20 times atleast.
He started "It was all started before Mr. Rathore married my maa Mrinalini Singh Rathore."
I was surprised that the reason could be even before he was born or even his parents married but I can sense in his voice that how much he loves his mother 'Mrinalini Singh Rathore.'
He continued "Mr. Rathore used to love Meenakshi Singh Rathore but he couldn't marry her because she had some medical issues since she was a teenager so she couldn't become a mother. Their marriage was even fixed and they were both happy with that but as soon as the Queen Mugdha, My grandmother got to know about her issue she immediately broke the marriage. Mr. Rathore fight her but she didn't agreed and as the future king Mr. Rathore needed a heir so he agreed to marry someone else."
His face twisted in disgust and agony as he said that.
I asked but it was more of the statement than a question "That someone was your mother."
He nodded and said "He is a fucking coward Aarohi and a greedy person too. He wanted both his love and a heir. He loved her but still married my mother to have a heir because he wanted the empire and he knew if he doesn't have a heir then he won't be the king for long. He used my mother for that. He never loved her, hell he never fucking even cared about her. When I was a child I saw my maa slowly dying, Jaan. When she got to know about Mr. Rathore's love and the reason he married her she broke down in pieces. I saw it with my own eyes. At Night, When I was sleeping in my room I heard some sounds from their room. I was always a light sleeper so I got up and I saw they were arguing. I heard every fucking words of his and saw every fucking broken piece of my maa with what she was hearing."
I saw his eyes turned red in anger or sadness I don't know. Maybe both. He wants to cry but he won't, I know.
I could never imagined something like this could have happened. I... It was hard to imagine papa being so harsh. How could he do that to Vayansh's mother?
He stopped for a moment than again said "Maa slowly slipped into depression. I tried my best to cheer her up, to save her from her monsters but I couldn't, Jaan. I couldn't do any fucking thing. I once heard maa talking to Chachi that she thought initially Mr. Rathore didn't accepted her yet that's why he is like this. She even said that he cares about her but not like a husband should. She was trying to cope up with that but when she got to know the real reason she broke down. Her depression was increasing day by day, I tried everything in my power but.... Nothing worked. She used to apologise to me for being like this, for being so broken because I know she came to love that man who didn't deserve her."
Vayansh closed his eyes than again opened it as if he is struggling with himself so I said but my voice came as a whisper "You can stop Vayansh. If you-"
He shook his head and continued "I was just eleven when she lost that fight with her monsters and give in. She died because of the severe depression she was battling. I didn't knew what to do at that time. I closed off to everyone and didn't talk to anyone for months. Mr. Rathore used to console me even though sometimes so I started to thought that maybe this man is not so bad but my delusion broke when I heard the news of his and Mrs. Rathore's wedding. It was after two years of my mother's death but for me it was just two years. After that I closed off again to everyone but Chachi was the only one who used to console me than because Mr. Rathore got too busy in his work as the company's shares were crashing. Mrs. Rathore tried to talk to me but I couldn't accept her so she stopped talking to me either. How could I accept her when she married Mr. Rathore even after knowing what he did to my maa? It was like it was their whole plan to do that."
I felt his hand on my cheek making me realise that I was crying by now. He wiped my tears and I asked "Why papa rarely console you at that time Vayansh?"
He answered "Because the company was not doing well at the time of my mother's death and he was too busy with work that he was rarely home."
But... His wife died. Didn't he felt guilty ever? I wanted to ask but didn't.
I asked "Only Chachi was there for you? Is that why you only listen to her?"
He nodded and explained "I locked myself in my room after my mother's death and Chachi was the only one who used to ask about my food or anything. She also had Arnit and Kashvi to take care of as they were so naughty since young. Advik was the only one who never left my side no matter how much I pushed him away. Mr. Rathore and Chacha was busy with the company but he had fucking time to marry his love."
He said his love with venom in his tone. I feel like hugging Advik right now and thank him for always staying with Vayansh.
"Mumma never tried to get close to you then? But now... She looks like she loves you so much."
He replied "She tried but I couldn't let her in when she tried to took my mother's place. Also after a few try she left me as I was. After that I made myself so strong emotionally so nothing would hurt me again. I never believed in forever Aarohi. I believed that everyone is with us for some motive. I never even wanted to marry but you.... You made me question my every belief."
I took a deep breath and then he coldly said "So I request you Aarohi, Don't try to fix anything."
His eyes were red but his voice didn't even shattered once.
My eyes soften for him and I hugged him. I mumbled in his chest "You can cry."
He didn't hugged me back just said "I don't cry Aarohi. I never cries."
"Every human can cry Vayansh. It's not a liability nor does it makes you weak."
When he didn't replied I broke the hug and made him sit on the bed but he surprised me when he kneeled and pulled the drape of my saree aside. He snuggle his face in my stomach making my breath stop.
He protectively wrapped his arms around my waist. I feel his face on my naked skin and goosebumps started to erupt on my skin. I buried my hand in his hair letting him know that I am always there for him.
He sighed and I felt every shred of his breath under my skin. After a while, he placed a wet kiss on my stomach and my breathing increased with that. He started to trail a series of kisses up to my collarbone and moved towards my ear instead of lips making me whimper slightly.
I hope he didn't heard that. He nibble on my skin than whispered in my ear "Happy One month anniversary wifey."
My eyes widened and I looked at the clock and realised it just ticked 12. How did he know the time when he had his face buried in my stomach?
He looked at my lips then grabbed my throat and smashed his lips on mine. He kissed me fiercely pouring all his emotions in it. I know he sucks at expressing himself but when he kissed me I always feels that he is trying to communicate with me, as if he is pouring all his emotions and words in it.
His teeth scrapped against mine as he invaded my mouth without permission.
He was rough as if angry at me for trying to make him talk to mumma but at the same time he was gentle as if showing he will never hurt me. His lips were firm, promising that I can't escape him.
As he felt me I was already breathless and saw his then red eyes again turned normal even better than before.
His hand roam around my body making my body shiver under his possessive touch. My grip tightened on his collar as I pulled his face down and he started to lick my neck. My other hand roamed from his hair to the neck as he licked and sucked on my neck.
I was not able to think anything except for him and my mind messed up more when he removed the drape of my saree letting it fall on the floor and traced his hand to the end of my blouse. I was so lost trying to catch my breath but my breath stucked again when he pushed his hand inside the blouse.
My face was red by now from the lack of oxygen and I yelped when I felt a sudden pain on my neck making me realise he bit me.
Did he just bite me?
His hand possessively gripped my left breast and he sucked again. I felt heat rushing to my whole body.
He squeezed my breast and a moan left my mouth making me more embarrassed.
His other hand moved to untie my blouse but his hands stopped suddenly making me whimper.
He detached his face from my neck and looked at me..... for approval?
Than I came back to my senses, My body was still in heat, so needy for him. I just want him to touch me but..
Do I want him? Yes, definitely yes.
Am I ready to give myself away like this? I... don't know.
I wanted to do this for love.
Always.
Do I love him?
I don't know..
Maybe.
I know I feel something for him but is it really love?
I don't know.
I was so turned on right now that I was about to nod but before I could give him my permission he withdrew from me.
I saw many things flash on his face but before I could say anything he left the room.
He said nothing. Just left.
Oh God! What did I just did?
Is he angry at me because I didn't agreed instantly?
I wanted to ask him many questions but he just left.
On our one month anniversary.
I palmed my face and my face was still hot from his touch. My whole body was so hot for him that now I have to take a shower.
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Aghhh!! So much hotness in the room!
Hope you like the Chapter, Readers!!
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